He looked at her in surprise: "did you hear that? Did you hear that? "

But she just moved, brow locked, eyes always closed, refused to open.

He was disappointed.

The nurse came over carefully, looked at his silly appearance, and said in a low voice: "she can't drink water now, but you can wet her lips with cotton swab, so she will feel better."

She whispered and saw that he hadn't spoken for a long time. She was very puzzled. She thought he hadn't heard him and was preparing to leave quietly. Then she saw that he moved his body and suddenly said, "I know, thank you."

The voice was low and magnetic, which made the little nurse blush.

He got up and took a glass of water from her. He moistened it with a cotton swab. He was careful to put it on her lips. He was patient and meticulous. He couldn't see the ferocious manner of beating Yang Feng before.

until he finally moistened her lips, soft and bright, as he had just touched lipstick, he gently attached to her lips and kissed him: "you need to get better soon, okay?"

She moved again, as if to hear what he said. He laughed with satisfaction and touched her hair: "good girl."

As a matter of fact, now josemu feels as if he is not doing well.

Vaguely, she took her son to a big playground. Her son was very happy and excited. When she was smiling, suddenly a white fog came, which immediately involved her and the people around her.

She panicked because she found that her son seemed to be missing.

My son is so young now. What if he's gone? She was in a panic, shouting and looking for his trace, but she found that not only did she not see the shadow of her son, but also the other children disappeared, just like she was the only one in a Nuo big amusement park.

She was frightened and frightened. She was looking for it everywhere, but she couldn't find it. At this time, she suddenly heard the cry of a child in front of her.

She was overjoyed and rushed over, but then stopped in disappointment when she saw each other.

The child in front of her is not her son, but a pretty little girl. She is about two or three years old. Her black hair is tied into two small braids, and she is wearing a pink hairpin. She has a tender face, white and white. Her big eyes are full of tears, which makes her anxious heart melt.

She can't help but go forward and squat down and ask her: "little girl, what are you crying for, your parents?"

After the little girl saw her, she didn't cry, but looked at her eagerly: "Mom doesn't want me?"

Listening to her milk voice, her heart softened: "how do you say that, what do you mean no longer want you, no mother will not want her own children, not to mention you are so beautiful and lovely, how can she not want you?"

The little girl's eyes brightened and her petal like lips curled up: "really?"

"Of course, it's true. Your mother must have been separated from her children like me. Now she may be looking for you everywhere." She continued to talk to the little girl, which was strange to say. She felt happy and liked the child from the bottom of her heart, so she was willing to stop and comfort her on the way to find her son anxiously.

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